Mu Siyin's body instantly went limp as Shi Beiyu kissed her, and she could not standstill.
As Shi Beiyu's kiss was getting increasingly intense, his big hands started traveling down her body. Mu Siyin was nervous as there was still a servant on duty downstairs.
Now that it was very late in the night and the villa was quiet, even a pin drop could be heard. Yet, he was still so unscrupulous.
"Don't…"
She tried her best to grab hold of his big hands, but Shi Beiyu's pair of bewitching, amber eyes made Mu Siyin's heart race just by looking at them.
"Good girl..." Shi Beiyu grinned sinisterly before he bridal-carried her in his arms.
Mu Siyin wrapped her arms around his neck in surprise and yelped softly. Could he carry her if he could not even walk steadily?
What if they fell down the stairs?
"Let me down, and I'll help you walk up the stairs," she told him nervously in a soft voice.
